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Chapter 377

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"I'm sorry, my child. This is the strongest army I can gather for you. "

Kael 'thas looked excited. "For the sake of the Well of the Sun … Didn't I keep sending letters to my father a year ago to tell him about the threat of the tribe?"

"All the motions to prepare for war were rejected by the council. The reason was that Cuel Salas was not at risk of being affected by the flames of war, so there was no reason to increase the defense budget. In fact, until three days ago, the councilors still believed that the runestone array was invincible. Now, the entire Cuel Salas is in chaos, and the country seriously lacks pre-war mobilization … We are very passive. "The Sun King sighed deeply, his face filled with worry and resentment.

Council! Council! Silvermoon Council again!

The cancer that imprisoned the entire High Elves and rejected all progress and change!

The resentment in his heart almost caused Kael 'thas' chest to explode.

No matter how well-educated he was, he had the urge to scream and vent his anger. Why did a prince like him have to study in the Dalajan for a long time? To put it nicely, it was to let the prince go out to absorb new knowledge. To put it bluntly, the Silvermoon Council, whose power was above the royal power, exiled him in order to limit the royal power.

Who could understand the frustration of not being able to return to his home?

His excellent self-restraint allowed Kael 'thas to suppress the anger in his heart.

Of course, over the years in the Dalajan, Kael 'thas had also gained a lot of knowledge. Perhaps the High Elves had unparalleled talent in using magic, but the development of magic was no longer the same magic world in the minds of the elves that had not changed for thousands of years.

It was bad enough that the high-level elves refused to accept new things, but they were so arrogant and stupid that they did not even care about the enemy in front of them. They only cried out when the enemy put a knife to their neck. "Ah! So there really is an enemy? "

Although he was angry, Kael 'thas was still very clear-headed. Having deeply experienced the ferocity of the tribe, he knew very well that it was impossible for this rotten army to defeat the tribe.

But for the sake of his people, Kael 'thas resolutely accepted this appointment.

There was no other reason, just because his surname was Sunstrider! He was the only heir of the Cuel Salas royal family.

Since birth, he had been trained as a perfectionist, and glory and responsibility had long been branded in the deepest part of his noble soul.

He was duty-bound to save his hometown.

Kael 'thas lowered his head and said, "Father, for the sake of the Well of the Sun and the continuation of the High Elves, I'm willing to sacrifice my life for Cuel Salas."

Sacrifice his life?!

These words were very serious, so serious that even the Sun King was shocked. He immediately felt that something was wrong.

He knew very well that his son wouldn't say such harsh words without any special reason.

The Sun King wanted his only successor to die on the battlefield? Stop joking. It wasn't easy to find an opportunity to make things difficult for the council. Anastrian summoned Kael 'thas back so that Kael' thas could have a glorious return like a king. So that Kael'thas could better inherit his throne in the future and one day limit the excessive power of the Silvermoon Council.

"Child, is this … tribe really that powerful?" Anastrian's energy was no longer what it used to be. Too much of it had been consumed by internal strife, turning the Sun King who ended the war against the trolls into a 'fatuous ruler' who was an expert in internal strife and a layman in external warfare.

The upper echelons of Cuel Salas wouldn't take ordinary Warriors seriously. No matter how many Orc Warriors there were, they would only treat them as ants.

After deliberating in his heart for a while, Kael 'thas said, "Let's not talk about anything else. There's a Warlock named Gul' dan among the Orcs in the tribe. He fought to a draw with the Dalajan Antonidas in a head-on battle."

"Hiss …" The Sun King was finally moved.

Whether it was him or the Silvermoon Council, most of them looked down on human Mages. But there was an exception — Antonidas, the strongest super-genius Mage in the Dalajan in the past hundred years.

In a semi-public competition 30 years ago, Anastrian and Antonidas had fought to a draw. This battle had also established Antonidas' transcendental status in the Dalajan.

The Sun King could look down on any spellcaster, but he couldn't look down on Antonidas.

Powerhouses didn't discriminate between races or countries.

An Orc powerhouse who was as famous as Antonidas couldn't be overestimated.

The Sun King rubbed his chin. "Child, how about this. I'll give you a team of Arcane Puppets from the garrison of Silvermoon City, along with ten Mountain Giants and two Spell Breakers. Go fight a beautiful victory and come back. "

Kael 'thas's face finally lit up.

At that moment, the father and son didn't realize that they'd been tricked.

First, it was Gul 'dan. In the entire Alliance and even the World of Azeroth, no one except Duque knew where Gul' dan's true strength was. In terms of high-end combat power, the elves had made the first mistake.

Second, it was their understanding of the Orc Warriors' strength.

Other than the Windrunner sisters, none of the high-ranking elves had personally been to the battlefield. Their understanding of the Orcs was also only on paper. They only saw the exchange ratio after the battle between the humans and the Orcs. They felt that the humans and Orcs suffered similar losses, so they equated the combat power of the Orc Warriors with the human Warriors. No one cared. This was the exchange ratio that Duque had used to its limit.

Finally, it was the change brought about by the runestones.

In the elves' impression, the runestones' defensive circle was broken, so be it. No one could understand how much the Storm Altar, which was made of rune stones, could improve the tribe.

Now that all the ogres in the tribe had become two-headed, the physical qualities of the ogres were considered high on this planet. After the biggest problem of mental retardation had been eliminated, their combat power had more than doubled. Moreover, there were a large number of Ogre Mages among the thousands of ogres.

How could a single-core CPU compare to a dual-core one?

Just like that, the great Prince Kael 'thas valiantly led the army against the invaders on his first journey in life.

The army of twenty-seven thousand people stretched from the capital of Silvermoon City all the way to the city gate. In the majestic army, every soldier's armor was adorned with exquisite carvings and patterns. A bright red background, beautiful golden edges, and a winged headband that only had weak defensive capabilities apart from decoration …

Since they were fighting at home, the chocobos that pulled the carriages did not bring too much baggage. Instead, they brought a large number of magic stones and various musical instruments to boost morale.

A mage close to the Windrunner family sent a magic mirror. When Duque and the others saw this scene, they were completely dumbfounded.

Even a righteous young man like Reginald Windsor could not help but complain, "What the hell, are they going to war or an armed patrol?"

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